Gwen had to smile at that, even if it came reluctantly at first. "I've got a bit of a temper," she admitted, "which most people don't expect from my House." And she didn't always expect from herself. But whoever this fellow student was, she found herself agreeing with him. To a degree, she was overreacting. But she was aware, and had called out poor behavior, and she should let it go now. "Anyway, you're right. I said what I felt needed saying, and that's all I can do. Actually, I'm kinda glad he wasn't here to see that." She didn't care as much about the laughs at her expense. But now that she had come down from being angry, she had enough time to reflect on the little scene she'd made. Good going, Gwen.

But they were supposed to be enjoying themselves at the dance. Her better humor restored, for the most part, Gwen joked, "Seriously, though, Casper deserves better. I mean, a corndog eating contest? I'm from North Carolina and even I think that's tacky." She punctuated that with a grin.